It's the New Year's Eve~~~~ This chapter is a little easier~~~

-----------------It's the dividing line that takes a breath---------------

When he returned to his house, Mei Changsu already felt chills all over his body, his strength was exhausted, and he barely held on, and arranged for someone to pay attention to Yan Que's actions at any time, so he relaxed, lay back on the bed groggily, and said sorry to Dr. Yan.

The old doctor ignored his apology, and he still had a calm face like the bottom of a pot when he applied the needle to the patient, which made Li Gang on the side worry about whether he would prick the silver needle in his hand to other places that should not be pierced.

After three days of bed rest, Mei Changsu's spirit gradually recovered. Maybe the subordinates deliberately did not dare to disturb, maybe there was really nothing major happened, the situation in Beijing was very calm in the past three days, only the emperor issued an edict, saying that the queen was ill, and the year-end ceremony was performed by Concubine Xu Shu.

According to the legend in the palace, the emperor originally intended Concubine Yue to perform the ceremony, but Concubine Yue herself wrote in person, claiming that the position was second, replacing it with disrespect, and proposed to recommend Concubine Shu to perform the ceremony according to the grade and the number of years in the palace.

This book is really written with both reason and emotion, showing magnanimity, which made Emperor Liang greatly appreciated, and personally gave him a new dress and pearl hairpin as a reward. When the news came out, it really made King Yu angry.

However, the anger is depressed, this is also a common thing in the battle for succession, one side is not a big victory, the other side has no substantial losses, the current year, there are many affairs, both sides have not been deeply entangled, more biting.

Of course, Su also has to prepare for the New Year in the house, this is not something that Mei Changsu has to worry about, not to mention that Li Gang is a good housekeeper, Mr. Thirteen also has Gong Yu to order a few cars of New Year's goods in a comprehensive manner, and most of the popular and ingenious gadgets are complete, so that Feiliu basically has to be busy from morning to night every day, busy and playing.

Other palaces such as Mu Wangfu, Yuwang Mansion, Yan Mansion, Xie Mansion, Commander's Mansion and so on also have New Year's gifts sent to the door, and even King Jing also sent the governor of the palace Shi Dengmen to greet him and send some routine gifts.

Most of the gifts Mei Changsu just looked at the gift list, and let Li Gang handle it himself, and even the return gifts were arranged by Li Gang, and he didn't care about it at all.

However, there is one thing that makes Feiliu love a lot, that is, the seven boxes of fireworks sent by King Mu's Mansion, all of which have the thickness of a child's arm, and they are gorgeous and abnormal, and Feiliu must be released for half an hour every night, but before it is Chinese New Year's Eve, it is clean, Li Gang sent people out to buy it again, only to find that the people Mu Wangfu sent palace-made fireworks, which cannot be bought on the market.

In order to appease Feiliu, the first letter written by the Qilin genius who had just recovered from a serious illness after leaving the bed turned out to be for Nihuang to ask her to buy ten more boxes of fireworks on her behalf.

Only one day after the letter was delivered, the carriage carrying the fireworks came to the back door of Su's house. Feiliu was very happy, and Mei Changsu was also very happy in his heart.

Because he wrote to Nihuang, it was really only Mu Wangfu who sent fireworks again, and there were no other mansions such as Yuwang who heard the news and followed the trend to curry favor, which shows that Nihuang is indeed strict in governing the government, and irrelevant news will not fly everywhere.

Chinese New Year's Eve is fast approaching. The much-anticipated festival caused so many fights and turmoil in the palace in advance, but on the day it was held smoothly and peacefully, without any unexpected changes, except for the absence of the queen and the demotion of Concubine Yue, there was no big difference from the festival in previous years.

After the ceremony, the emperor returned to the palace and began to give gifts and candles, and the princes, clansmen, relatives and important ministers all knelt outside the Yin'an Gate to receive the reward. According to the practice of previous years, the rank of the imperial gift should be honored by the crown prince, followed by the honorary king, and the rest of the princes again, and the other ministers of the clan are different according to their ranks. This year, the general rule has not changed much, but King Jing received the same annual gift as other princes, and received an extra round Luo silver armor. However, his recent performance has been very good, and the extra reward is different from the abundance of the king, so it has not attracted anyone's special attention.

The emperor first went to Ci'an Palace to greet the Empress Dowager, and then returned to the palace to drink and celebrate the New Year with the concubines, princes, and clansmen, and pointed out some of the dishes on the banquet to the important ministers' palaces. Being able to get the dishes ordered by the emperor on the night of Chinese New Year's Eve has always been a supreme favor for courtiers, and people who are not holy relatives are generally not so honored.

It's just that no one could have imagined that the annual routine of "giving vegetables" would cause a lot of incidents.

On the night of the New Year's capital, the firecrackers are noisy, the flowers are all over the ground, the families are keeping the New Year, and the city is full of lights. Although it is lively, after all, it is different from the Lantern Festival, everyone stays at home to reunite with their relatives, and there is basically no trace of pedestrians on the street except for children in the alleys who light small firecrackers in front of their homes.

The inner eunuch of the "food" in the palace city, dressed in yellow shirts, galloped out in a team of five, galloped out on the deserted streets, and galloped towards those favored destinations scattered in all directions of the imperial city.

In addition to the inner prison in the middle, who was holding a food box, the other four companions surrounding him in front and behind were all holding bright and dazzling palace-made glass lanterns, and the main road surrounding Miyagi also carried bright red lanterns on both sides. However, compared to the pervasive light of the day, these nighttime lights could not illuminate every dark corner clearly, and the high walls of Miyagi were still heavily pressed down by large areas of dark shadows.

The shock came from the darkness, as fast as a shadowless whirlwind, and even the victims themselves did not see clearly when the cold light of death flashed and where it quietly returned.

The body fell heavily, but the mount still galloped forward, the blood was cold in the winter night, and the faint screams were muffled by the continuous "crackling" of firecrackers, and no one could hear them.

At that time, it was almost midnight, and at the turn of the new year, even the officers and soldiers who were patrolling the night stopped and looked up at the blooming flowers in the night sky, and the firecrackers in the whole city were boiling, and they were about to reach the highest point.

Mei Changsu took a long incense stick and personally lit the largest fireworks that Feiliu specially left for him, and the light bullet that rose to the sky crossed a flame mark in the black curtain, and went straight into the depths of the night, bursting open, turning into a flowing cloud waterfall that almost dazzled half of the sky.

"It's the New Year! It's Chinese New Year! Su Mansion was noisy in unison, and even Li Gang, who had always been calm, didn't know where to take out a trivial one, and whined and blew a happy tune. Several young guards began to beat gongs and drums, and ran around the courtyard.

"It's still you who are in the right place, at this time you should blow this and knock this, if you play the piano, it will spoil the scenery." Mei Changsu smiled, turned around and sat on the soft chair under the porch, slowly peeled a few chestnuts, and continued to watch the fireworks in the sky.

The bell leak at midnight finally ticked over, the whole courtyard has been gathered, even Aunt Ji threw away the big spoon in the kitchen and walked out, everyone was led by Li Gang to kowtow in front of their own sect master one by one, and received a heavy red envelope, most of them are personal guards who have followed Mei Changsu for many years, but there are also two or three who have been staying in the capital and have never taken things directly in the hands of the sect master, and they were speechless with excitement, and they were rubbed their heads by the seniors for a while and laughed, everyone made a mess, and they were very happy.

According to the habit he developed in Langzhou, Feiliu came over at the back of the line (because he was the youngest), kicked off the blanket, knelt directly on the blue brick floor, and said loudly: "New Year's greetings!" ”

"Be good this year, too!" Mei Changsu said with a smile, and also took a red envelope and put it in his hand. Although Feiliu didn't know what was good about this red-wrapped thing, he knew that everyone was so happy to take it every year, so he showed a smile on the occasion.

After the New Year's greetings here, Mei Changsu got up in front of Dr. Yan and congratulated him, the old doctor seemed to be still angry with him, and his face was stiffened, but he couldn't hold back the atmosphere of this New Year, and finally blew his beard and smiled, patted Mei Changsu on the shoulder, and said, "Don't just talk about others, you have to be good this year!" ”

"Yes." Mei Changsu couldn't help laughing, turned his head to look at the courtyard, everyone has long been a mess of you worship me, I worship you, and you worship.

"Eat dumplings! Lads come here! Aunt Ji called at the gate of the courtyard, and the flow of people immediately poured towards her. Mei Changsu took Dr. Yan's arm, and took the three of them into the room together, where several large tables had already been assembled, on which the fruits, delicacies, wine and dishes were ready, and the hot dumplings were served to the table like flowing water, steaming white gas, and the fragrance was overflowing.

Aunt Ji prepared a small dish of green onions, ginger vinegar for everyone to dip in dumplings to eat, but the young men all threw away the small plate, and one of them held a big bowl in his hand.

"It seems that there are only two of us old man Sven," Mei Changsu quietly said a joke to Dr. Yan, was pointed at his waist, laughed and panted for a while, lifted the chopsticks and dipped them on the plate first, and everyone rushed forward with a sigh, and quickly snatched the first round of dumplings clean.

"What to rob? What about reincarnation? Although Aunt Ji scolded, seeing that the dumplings she made were so popular, her eyes smiled into a slit, and she directly brought in the second round of dumplings that had just been cooked and made up for them on the empty plate. A large iron pot with a diameter of two feet, full of boiling water and white dumplings, she served it with her bare hands effortlessly, and it was surprising that she couldn't close her mouth when she wanted to change the occasion, but at this time, no one in this room looked at her more, everyone's eyes were full of dumplings, and when she grabbed it, someone held chopsticks and even used her swordsmanship.

"Luckily, they still know how to take care of the elderly." Doctor Yan looked at this group of wolves and tigers, and shook his head with a smile. He and Mei Changsu both had a separate plate of dumplings in front of them, so they didn't have to join the battle group. But when I look at it like this, I feel as if the other pots on the table seem to be a little more fragrant.

"Here, Feiliu eats this." Mei Changsu grabbed a bowl from his plate and put it into Feiliu, although the young man grabbed it and was invincible in the world, but unfortunately he was afraid of being hot, and he ate very slowly, two rounds of dumplings down, he hadn't eaten ten, and now it was the gap between the second and third rounds, he could only stare at the empty plate in a daze, which made people laugh.

"The sect master's plate is no longer hot, Feiliu, swallow it in one bite!" Gibb squinted in encouragement.

Feiliu obediently picked up the bowl, gently flicked the whole dumpling into his mouth, just chewed it, his eyes suddenly widened, he moved his mouth a few times, spit out a dangling copper coin, and smashed it on the table with a crisp sound.

A burst of laughter erupted in the room, and many hands reached out to Feiliu to touch him, shouting chaotically: "Get lucky! Blessings! ”

The boy didn't know what was going on, and with a flash of instinctive reaction, the person went to the beam, which immediately triggered a chaotic chase, and even Aunt Ji's third pot of dumplings was not put on the table. However, in the not wide room, so many people squeezed back and forth, no one broke any of the utensils, and no one could successfully grab a corner of Feiliu's clothes, and in the end, Mei Changsu reached out and summoned the young man back to his side, holding his hand and letting everyone come and touch it before it was considered a truce.

"Want to touch it?" Feiliu looked surprised as if he had learned a new rule.

"Yes, we Feiliu ate this copper coin, and we are the most blessed people this year, so everyone wants to touch you."

Feiliu tilted his head and thought about it, and suddenly said, "Nothing!" ”

In the room, only Mei Changsu knew what he was talking about, and laughed twice and said, "Last year, it was Brother Lin Chen who spit out copper coins, and you didn't touch it, did you?" ”

"yes!"

"That's Brother Lin Chen, that's wrong, the next time we see him, we'll fly back and touch him!" Mei Changsu seriously suggested that there were people in the room who knew Lin Chen, and they had already rolled on the ground with a smile on their stomachs.

Feiliu thought about it seriously for a while, shuddered involuntarily, shook his head and said, "Don't do it!" ”

"Let's eat dumplings, it's almost cold!" Aunt Ji slapped a few young people beside her, drove everyone back to the table again, replaced Mei Changsu's plate with new hot dumplings, and persuaded, "Sect Master, eat two more." ”

"Almost," Dr. Yan stopped, "Aunt Ji, go and bring the ginseng porridge, and Su Gongzi will go to sleep after drinking the porridge, even if it is the New Year, don't stay up too late." ”

Mei Changsu was indeed a little tired, so he responded with a smile, slowly drank a bowl of hot ginseng porridge, and went back to the room to wash and rest. At this time, it was already the second half of the night, but the capital was still noisy, and under the glitz and bustle, no one noticed that the sky began to float scattered snow particles again.

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